Daisy in the Marvel Universe

Daisy felt that her shock version of radar was still lacking. When running for long distances like now, there were too many objects and it was difficult to distinguish. Vision, hearing, and shock sensors were often confused.

From a detection perspective, it's far inferior to Daredevil's super senses.

"Hurry up, go look over there!" Before she could study it carefully, a noisy voice reached her ears.

Throw the unconscious tattooed man into the shadows of a corner and prepare to interrogate him in detail later.

Daisy looked around and saw an ordinary apartment on her left. She took two steps, jumped high, grabbed the eaves, and then turned over onto the roof.

Take out your pistol and aim at the intersection.

Not long after, a man with a mohawk appeared in sight. Ordinary people would only pay attention to their front, back, left, and right for the first time. Few people would look to see if there were enemies high up.

The distance is not too far, the straight-line distance is only more than twenty meters, but one is hiding in the dark and the other is standing in the light. Daisy took advantage of this time difference to activate a small ball of supernatural power on her wrist. For accuracy, she held the gun with both hands, aimed at the opponent's head, and shot decisively.

After the gunshot, the other party subconsciously raised his head slightly, but it was too late.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the bullet entered his left eye and exited from the brain stem. Mohawk's hands and feet twitched twice and then became completely motionless.

Daisy quickly jumped to another roof, sensing two more enemies.

The two people who had chased her all the way reunited, looking a little panicked at their companion who was shot to death.

The two quickly retreated, took out their pistols at the same time, and looked around cautiously.

Daisy watched the two of them from a distance and took aim several times, but she was not very sure. The effective range of the pistol was fifty meters, and the accuracy against moving targets had to be doubled. She had to rely solely on her physical fitness and supernatural powers to assist in shooting. The sharpshooter is still a long way off.

She hid quietly and didn't move, while the other party kept shooting around, trying to find her trace.

Realizing that things were out of control, Bald hurriedly took out his phone.

Before the call was connected, he heard a "bang" gunshot. He only felt a warm liquid flowing through the hand holding the phone. Realizing that something was wrong, he hurriedly pounced on a vicious dog to the side, avoiding the enemy's attack. When Shooting World had time to look back, he saw a big hole in his companion's forehead, and his blood spurted onto his hand.

He reacted quickly, stood up, and fired several shots in the direction of the bullets.

Daisy fired back. The other party was prepared, and the distance was indeed far away. Luck did not favor her this time, and the bullet grazed her bald left arm and flew out.

At this time, the bald head also saw her location, which was actually on the top of the building! When did this guy get up there?

He hid in the corner, holding the cell phone that had been washed with blood, and tried twice, but the cell phone could not be turned on.

He threw away his cell phone angrily and looked towards the roof of the building warily.

"We don't mean any harm, Madam just appreciates you and wants to talk to you," he shouted.

Daisy almost laughed out loud, am I so stupid? I can't see the obvious malice!

"Your marksmanship is really good. Do we have any misunderstandings?" The bald man was a little afraid of her marksmanship. While talking nonsense, he looked at the surrounding terrain and prepared to find a shortcut to rush in and fight Daisy in close combat.

I don’t know that Daisy has the same plan. Her physique is not comparable to Captain America. She can get up after being shot and lying down for ten seconds? She doesn't have the physique, and luck is hard to say. It would be an injustice if the other party shoots her with her eyes closed.

After sensing the bald man's position, she also slipped down and waited for him in the corner.

The bald man held a dagger in his left hand and a pistol in his right hand, leaning against the wall. His eyes were looking around, but his breathing was a little loud.

Daisy pressed her left hand on the floor and activated her power.

What's under the ground? The bald man felt his feet shaking and the wooden floor making a creaking sound, and his attention was instantly attracted.

earthquake? As soon as this thought emerged, he was killed by a gunshot.

Daisy dealt with the enemy and threw the gun without bullets at the bald man. The man was motionless and was indeed dead.

I didn't feel it before, but now I was still a little nervous looking at the bloody scene at close range. I tried hard to imagine the bald man as a monster in the game, and suppressed my nausea to touch the corpse.

This guy was relatively wealthy and had two hundred dollars on him, a Beretta 92F, and two magazines.

Daisy stuffed it into her pocket unceremoniously. That old thief Mrs. Gao was eyeing her. It would be much safer to have a gun in hand.

I cleaned up the two bodies outside again. One of the pistols was out of bullets, and the other guy didn't bring a gun at all. She threw away all the unloaded guns and searched her wallet. Daisy's total assets were restored to $8,000!

He picked up a wooden board on the ground and slapped the tattooed man who was unconscious at first.

The tattooed man regained consciousness after being beaten to a bloody pulp.

Looking at the pistol shining in front of him, he was dumbfounded.

Daisy asked: "Who sent you? Why are you following me?"

The tattooed man's eyes flickered, as if he was looking for a weapon.

Daisy is a little angry, I'm pointing a gun at you! Are women so low-threat in your eyes?

"Bang" shot through the opponent's foot.

"explain!"

The tattooed man's face was full of anger. He endured the pain and seemed to want to stand up.

Daisy fired again, and another foot was shot through.

"I said, I said!"

The tattooed man rolled on the ground holding his feet. When Daisy pointed the gun at his head, he finally gave up resistance.

"Yes...it's Madam Gao's order!"

"Is she that old lady? I don't know her."

The tattooed man glanced at her and quickly lowered his head.

"What will that old lady do to me if I get caught by you?" Daisy continued to ask.

The tattooed man's face changed drastically, and his whole body was shaking like chaff.

Daisy pointed the gun at his forehead, the meaning was self-evident.

"If I tell you, you can't kill me!"

"I won't kill you, say."

"Mrs. Gao will probably sell you to those rich people...or send you to work in her factory..."

Daisy understood most of it and turned pale with anger, this old bastard! The whole thing had nothing to do with those Japanese, it was just a chance encounter.

"Where do you usually stay, old man?"

The tattooed man whispered an address.

"You said you wouldn't kill me..." The tattooed man was afraid that she would shoot him if she got excited.

"I won't kill you." Daisy's words fell to the tattooed man's ears like a fairy sound. Before his joy could be revealed, he saw a bullet getting bigger and bigger in front of his eyes until it penetrated his head.

"Keep this in mind for the next life. Don't believe anything a beautiful woman says." Daisy didn't have the consciousness of not counting what she said. She put the pistol back into her backpack, leaving four corpses behind, and left the scene of the crime briskly.